Book Description

"There once was a stoner that was down on his luck. In order to raise some money he decided to kidnap a child and hold him for ransom.

He walked to a nearby playground, grabbed a kid, took him behind a tree and said to him, "I've kidnapped you."

The stoner wrote a note saying "I've kidnapped your kid. Tomorrow morning put $10,000 in a paper bag and put it beneath the pecan tree next to the slide on the east side of the city playground. Signed, a stoner."

The stoner then pinned the note to the kid's shirt and sent him home to show it to his parents.

The next morning the stoner woke up early and rushed to the playground. Sure enough a paper bag was sitting beneath the pecan tree. The stoner opened up the bag and found $10,000 in cash along with a note which read.."

"There once was a stoner that was down on his luck. In order to raise some money he decided to kidnap a child and hold him for ransom.

He walked to a nearby playground, grabbed a kid, took him behind a tree and said to him, "I've kidnapped you."

The stoner wrote a note saying "I've kidnapped your kid. Tomorrow morning put $10,000 in a paper bag and put it beneath the pecan tree next to the slide on the east side of the city playground. Signed, a stoner."

The stoner then pinned the note to the kid's shirt and sent him home to show it to his parents.

The next morning the stoner woke up early and rushed to the playground. Sure enough a paper bag was sitting beneath the pecan tree. The stoner opened up the bag and found $10,000 in cash along with a note which read.."

A drunk, a stoner, and an acid-head were traveling and came to a city gate at night, which was closed and locked. The drunk said Let's break it down and go in. The acid head said Let's float through the keyhole. Then the stoner said Let's sit down here and wait till morning. This is a very funny book despite my comment on society. A similar ebook is entitled Life Seemed Good, But....I wanted to tag it but I don't know how yet so I'm doing this. Thank you everyone. Live long and prosper, and be sure to laugh at the roses along the way.

Lots of eye rolling humor in this small book of stoner jokes. Many have been adapted to the infamous "Blondie" jokes (or stolen, whichever the case may be). As with any joke book, some are very funny and some make you groan in pain. All-in-all for the price it was worth a few laughs. I didn't count them so I can not confirm there are 101 of them. Most of the jokes are rated G but some a few fall into the PG-13 category.

If you are now, or have ever been, a stoner this book will have you laughing in no time! Also great for relating to those stoner friends in your life. This book did have some minor editing problems where jokes ran together, but mostly readable. This book good for some laughs...

A short book that have some good jokes, I thought of most of them kind of for only stoners would get and feels like a real sotner wrote it in the good way cause demostrate that your recreational drug don't make you a bump. This book is for stoners.

At first I thought the person that wrote this hates pot and hates potheads. Almost downright wished them dead. But as I kept reading toward the end, It got hilariously funny and it helped cheer me right up from a bad time.

I'm not going to give it all away, so I'll just give you a sample toward the ending of the book. Keep in mind I'll be paraphrasing the joke here, so it'll not be the same.

A stoner finds a Genni and asks what are his 3 wishes? The stoner says, " I wish for a 6 inch long stick of pot." Poof. His wish was granted and they smoked it together. He asks for his second wish, the stoner replies. "I wish for a 12 inch stick of pot." Poof, his wish was granted, and they smoked it together. At this time the Genni replies. "Cough...Cough... Ok what is your 3rd and final wish?" The stoner replied. " 3rd wish? You promised me 3 wishes, what happened to other 2?" The Genni replied and says. " Oh... right... So what is your first wish?"

Sigh . . . I wish that the person who compiled these would have settled for only the funny ones, instead of padding it with recycled "dumb blonde" and "dirty hippie" jokes (including some beatnik-era Maynard-G-Krebs-type punchlines). The resulting book would have been much shorter, of course, but in this case, that would have been a useful service to the reader.

The pseudonym "I.R. Stoner" also seems a bit awkward considering that whoever it was that did the deed didn't seem to have much "insider" understanding of what real-life tokers are like. Instead of "Jeff Spicoli", it came off more like "Reader's Digest humor-editor on his off-hours".